Best Communists Poems
(This is a universal story of mother’s sacrifice for their children, be it material, emotional, or intellectual.)
It was during the Korean War
Father was taken away by the Communists
Months ago
He never returned
Mother and I were left alone
In an island as refugees
Without anyone supporting us
One day
Mother brought a cup of rice
For me to eat
Only three spoonful
In the cup
I gobbled it up
Without much thought
Feeling still hungry
Mother took the cup in the kitchen
Closed the door
Through a crack
I saw Mother scraping
Scraping the bottom of the cup
For a few grains left
She licked the spoon over and over
How long has she been hungry
To feed me?
I froze
Really froze
I quietly left the room
To a beach nearby
Looking at the horizon
Where ocean met the sky
Far far away
Wanting to swim
Toward it
Until my strength
Sapped to nil
So that Mother didn't have to
Feed another mouth
Then a question surfaced
Will she be happy without me
So she can feed herself?
No way
Was my answer
She has already lost
Many of her loved ones
Without me
She will not go on living
I stood
With my heart filled with
Opposing forces
Resumed my walk
Toward Mother
A Chinese lad was at table dawdling with his pork and rice.
This upset his mama-san who reprimanded him in a trice!
"Clean your plate! Children in America are starving, son!"
And she continued to berate him - her tirade had only begun!
"Your papa-san has a great job while dads in America are on the dole.
Our economy is booming while that of America is lagging, on the whole!
Papa makes good money to provide Americans with the things they need.
You should be very thankful for the jobs they send here, yes indeed!"
"Kids in America can't get a job even with a college education,
But, son, America will provide you with a job in any old vocation!
This is the land of opportunity, my boy, thanks to American capitalists!
You must appreciate all they have done for us Chinese communists!"
"Not so long ago your father and I didn't have a yuan to our name.
Now we have a house and brand new car - life will never be the same!
So I don't want to hear any of your sass or fiddling with your food.
Thanks to the generous Americans, they have lifted our nation's mood!"
"I want you to clean your plate and grow strong to follow in your dad's shoes.
Uncle Sam needs you to make TVs and shirts or anything else they choose.
No more lip! Clean your plate! I want to see those chopsticks flying!
Think about the kids in America who'll got to bed tonight hungry and crying!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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To ALL those
who think
their thinking
will understand
life and love,
war and peace,
hate and forgiveness,
good and evil,
hell and heaven...
To the intellectuals
who loudly declare
hope an illusion,
belief delusion,
religion refuge
for fools, and
science to be
the only true god...
To the socialists
and communists and
all progressive people
who are certain
humanity's makeover
is just within reach,
perfection awaits
only correct ideology,
with justice, fairness,
equality for all...
(as long as it's
done their way).
To the materialists
who are bold and brave,
seeing death as extinction,
life as meaningless,
so proud, so very proud
that they, and only they
know the truth:
what you see is
what you get...
A toast to all the naive,
who see but are blind,
hear but are deaf,
feel but are so insensate
of life's Spirit,
they live like mice
in a magnificent palace...
Are socialists human beings?
Do they need food?
Are they capable of goodness?
Do they deserve to be tortured, starved, abandoned, beaten?
What makes a socialist cry?
It isn't sad movies -- or is it?
Why should I stop hating them?
I have the right to punish them, do I not?
Or do I?
When Mother Teresa found a Communist, starving, abandoned, beaten, she fed him, loved him, made him feel the hands of Christ, touching him through her hands.
When the SS found a Communist, they shot him, tortured him, starved him, gassed him
When the Communists found a Jew, they tortured him, starved him, took his property, made certain he was strung up as an example, that people do not have the right to own their own property.
When Gandhi found that Hindus were murdering Muslims and Muslims were murdering Hindus, he fasted publicly until they stopped.
Whose example do you prefer?
Mother Teresa's, or Stalin's
That of Gandhi, or the SS?
That of Christ?
I have the right to shoot every Democrat who angers me -- or DO I?
I have the right to impeach every Republican for being Republican, to loot his store, to force him to perform abortions, to punish him...
Somewhere in Africa, a father drove nails through the knees of his teenage son
For converting to Christianity.
I am hatred.
I am anger.
I am violence.
Whose example do you prefer?
Christ's?
Or mine?
This is where we save ourselves,
Or destroy ourselves.
'Let Brotherhood, Peace and Progress become landmarks of attainment', it has been written.
Well?
Which do we prefer?
It's a question to ask yourself every day.
When I win, I make the whole world bleed,
And I LAUGH!
Not such a nice fellow am I.
This city has about eight million inhabitants
Surely, one can find some love from these masses
I see the young women with ripped pants
I like the look
But I'm not 20 anymore
I must deal with the realities of age
This exciting metropolis
will eat you alive if you are not careful
Communists, Trumpists, Facists
All out there!
What kind of a woman might I find
in those ideologies?
The three of them don't offer one much hope!
Tonight I will flick on the television
The good old fantasy box is very relaxing
I do try to stay informed
A gruesome murder not far from where I live
took place last night
Guess I should count my blessings
Love is something we all seek
in one way or another
I'll probably go to a reform shul next Friday night
Perhaps my prayers will be answered!
One can always look heavenward for answers
Love will penetrate the core of the urban masses
There is hope
Which we must cling to, friends
if we are to survive
in Gotham
"Baghdad on the Hudson"
as O.Henry named it
All Stand
Here comes the President, of Our land, Our Nation.
He is tall and smart, and speaks from the heart.
Not always nicely.
Not everyone hears him, some wish he would be quiet.
Not everyone likes him, some wish he would resign.
I don’t care.
I dare.
I voted for him, because “they” were against America.
It does not matter which party I am.
I don’t care.
I dare.
I voted for him, because “they” were against America.
“they made that clear then… and now…”
(they held their hands up as one… I watched the debates…
I was horrified, as none stood for the Citizen’s of Our Land, not one)
I watched closely as the mid term’s provided bugs to eat the capital.
I stared at the screens of fake news while they built houses of lies,
neighborhoods of deceit, and unrest among the populace.
Great people in power pouring their gray water into the public drinking system…
That we may all feel so self important, as to now see …
Evil in fancy dress, living in castles on hills surrounded by poverty and disease.
(the return of the dark ages)
The sign post up ahead, “Welcome home.”
I found out the last guy left a mess.
No surprise…
Words like swamp have been around for years, so have the alligators.
Deals done in the dark, between offices representing all of us,
to steal gain, for self worth. Family fortunes,
made on the backs of peasants,
whose hopes and dreams were for a better tomorrow. (for all)
No surprise…
America the beautiful, the land of plenty, “In God We Trust”.
Everyone wants to come here.
(including the socialists and communists
and all those that hate her for their own personal reasons)
But so many instill fear.
We don’t want you…here.
Beware.
“WE” do care!
“We” will dare.
To stand up, stand for and stand against.
To have... upheld, to uphold and to;
hand down, hand shake or shake up…
anyone and everyone that try’s to stop…
Our President.
God Bless him, I voted for…
quit trying to impeach him,
he is doing the job.
This poem was requested to be put back online. Am doing so now. Thank you.
*******
A
Country
Stolen from
Legal Voters
I
Feel
Like only
Communists rule.
Oh,
Tell
Me, God
It is not so!
*****
Poetry style by Romios
12/9/2020
There have been times in our land
When our nation has had to take a stand.
It first began at Bunker's Hill
Where so many men were then killed.
All through that war with the British King
Men here in America were fighting and dying.
They were the first "Veterans" of the US,
When duty calls, there was always a surplus.
Always men of courage it takes it seems
Like those with Jackson at New Orleans.
There were "Veterans" who fought both South and North
When the country was split, her sons poured forth.
Healing those wounds would take some time
But in the end it came in line.
Of course no one remembers the row with Spain
Where America sent her men once again.
The "War to End All Wars" was more than a saying
As loved ones and sweethearts were left home praying.
Oh, Chateau Thierry, the Argonne, Belleau Wood and more
Are now in our history as battles of that war.
Then came the biggest war of all
When the world went crazy in '39's Fall.
Our "Veterans" were there too,
In Africa, Europe, and the Katmandu.
From Casablanca and Casserein on Africa's shore,
To Sicily, Anzio, Normandy, and the Bastogne's of that war.
The Pacific saw its share of death and hell
From the first bombs at Pearl Harbor to Gaudalcanal.
Many "Veterans" died at Iwo Jima, Saipan, Okinawa too,
They shed their blood for me and you.
After the end, we thought we might have some order,
Until the Communists in Korea crossed the border.
The Vietnam era was one of upheaval and race,
Some "Veterans" coming home even received a spit in the face.
For their part the "Veterans" were not to blame,
And for our country, it was a time of shame.
Dessert Storm and Dessert Shield put them in the MidEast
Where terror reigns with sate for a feast.
Yet, the soldier, sailor, or airman know,
If his country calls, he must go.
They follow the traditions of other "Veterans" you see,
They put their lives on the line for both you and me.
To the ones who have worn our country's uniform I say
"Thank You, Veteran", we should honor you with more than one day!
Some Muslims have been fighting for a while
to force people to worship God their style.
In Syria a deep and wounding fissure
between the I.S and the Christian Militia.
Some Hindus and some Sikhs just don't get on
and won't be happy until one of them is gone.
And the Buddhists persecuted in Tibet
by some Communists who haven't got God yet.
In an old Jerusalem church, though quite aloof
seven faiths have lots of bust-ups on the roof.
All religions that are based on peace and love:
well- it looks like someone went and shot the dove.
And on high, with exasperated frown
the one who made us sadly gazes down
on those who maim and murder in his name
yet he still loves each one of them the same.
Americans say that India is the largest democratic country .
Asians say that India is the country of spiritualism .
Australians say that India is the country of huge crowd .
Africans say that India is the country of great M . K . Gandhi .
Europeans say that India is the country of philosophy .
Politicians say that India is our strategic partner .
Economists say that India is one of the best place for investment .
Communists say that India is the perfect soil for communism .
Capitalists say that India is the market of products .
Historians say that India is the center of history .
Poets say that India is the country of Rabindranath Tagore and lovers
Everybody says many many sentences about India !
Although soul of India says to her people
"You are citizens of India but residents in the world .
And the World is your original mother land ."
SANDIP GOSWAMI, INDIA
supporting the anti-communists in
the Soviet Union from
1944 to 1989---
supporting al-Za’im in Syria in
1949---
installing Shah Mohammed Reza
Pahlevi in 1953 Iran---
supporting Colonel Carlos Castillo
Armas in 1954 Guatemala---
providing weapons to anti-communist
Tibetans, from the mid-1950’s to the
1970’s---
rounding up & supporting the Laotian
Hmong to fight communists in Laos,
from the mid-1950’s to the 1970’s---
providing weapons, money and aid to
Colonel Ahmad Hussein and Colonel
Ventje Sumual’s forces in 1958
Indonesia---
attemped to assassinate Fidel
Castro various times, training
anti-communists to invade Cuba
in 1959 through the failed Bay of
Pigs operation and Operation
Mongoose---
supported coup of Rafael Trujilo’s
regime in the Dominican Republic
in 1961 and his subsequent
assassination---
supported the Ba’ath Party killing of
Abd al-Karim Qasim in 1963---
instigated, supported and provided
money to those carrying out the
coup & assassination of Ngo Dinh
Diem in 1963’s South Vietnam---
supported Joao Goulart’s removal
via coup d’etat in 1964’s Brazil---
supported anti-communist
right-wingers in 1967’s
Greece, killing what had been a
democratically elected government
there---
did everything under the sun to
eliminate the government of elected
President Salvador Allende in Chile,
from 1970-1973, including the
murder of Rene Schneider---
supported the military overthrow
of Argentina’s democratically
elected Isabel Martinez de Peron in
1976---
Well, well, Welby
Beg your pardon
He’s got three Poles
At the bottom of his garden*
And joining in with daily prayers
Some Syrians beneath the stairs
Asylum seekers in his shed
And Communists
Beneath his bed
He’s just doing what he can
To pander to the ‘common’ man
To separate the issues, see
Of race and the economy
With good intent, to bridge the gap
‘Twixt logic and the racist cr*p
For Welby is a diplomat
Just in case, and just like that
It’s not that we’re a racist state
Good luck with that one, Welby, mate
Imagine pubs across the land
The dodgy banter, beer in hand
That Archbishop got it right
We’re all white mate, we’re all white
Share our wealth with all the planet?
Outrageous! (outraged Bob from Thanet)
But what of all the fish and bread
With which five thousand mouths were fed
Would Jesus Christ have found it hard
To put up Poles in his back yard?
by Gail
* a play on the words of the English joke "Well, well, well, three holes in the garden"
With love from Venezuela to the people of the United States of America.
Once upon a time were one of the most prosperous nations of South America.
Our nation once upon a time was a democracy and a representative government. Elected to represent our beloved homeland. But our hopes and our dreams have been washed away by Socialist tyranny and a dedicator who enslaves.
And improvised its people. We do not have enough food to eat. We long for safe places to be able to sleep. All who fight for freedom, even those brave souls. Who came from the United States, were arrested as agitators against, our government. They were the true freedom fighters, who were not paid and trained professional communists agitators. Which are running rampart on the streets of America today! "If the black people are not careful they could lose their country." Almost just exactly as we have lost ours!
If America does intervene, they will become involved. In a qua mire worse than the Vietnam War. It was a promise engraved in stone by our El Presidenta. Who clocks his misdeeds under the guise of the highest title of a governmental official. When he is nothing more than a paid and highly trained Communist agitator. South America has been plagued by a series of dictators and revolutionists. Who made false mandates and proclamations to the unfortunate South American people. But he stands heads and tails above them all!
In America people are still free to protest and speak out about their governmental leaders. Anyone caught doing that in Venezuela today
would be taken out and shot. I would not be in the least surprised if they
choose the Mexican execution by firing squads! Any one chanting Viva La Freedom! Viva La liberty! Would be taken out and shot! He or she would be imprisoned and tortured!
I am speaking out for the people who have no freedom. I am speaking out
for those who have no voice or no hope of their own. I am beseeching the throne room of God on their behalf as well as the people of Hong Kong!
Love in Christ Jesus!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
July 07, 2020
New Moon
Ships once moved on calm blue rolling oceans
Carried by tidal forces and winds in gentle motions
Lands and seas bordered one another peacefully
Once the orbits of the worlds turned in tranquility
Now the seas scramble in strange angles to the sky
Fight like warriors on the horizon as they rise
Waters reach thousands of feet high to cover continents
At first we thought conspiracy, a plot by Communists
Ever since the new moon arrived from outer space
To join our other one rotating in its place
Earth just isn't the same old place of peace and order
Doomsday is right around the corner
That giant wall of water heading toward you is a tsunami
You had better say your prayers and call your mommy
(I still think this is the consequence of Putin and the commies.)
Camera candy nose
Pyroclastic pose
Beverly Hills publicity
Her kitty’s named felicity
Do the Bentley boogie down
In that shaved Versace gown
Vesuvius Christmas wreath
Viral presents underneath
Walk that red carpet ruse
Marrying mortgaged shoes
Spaghetti string saunter
Sauced communists want her
Champagne celebrity schmooze
Collecting her psychic's dues
Visions of pin-up hair
Her cleavage loves a dare
Diamond mirrored glasses
Nonprescription asses
Paparazzi puckered lips
Pillow tops of Botox tips
She seduces colorblind nations
Undressing orphaned obligations
Designer hip dysplasia
High heel knockoffs in Asia
Behold the drama queen
A feudal minx of screen
Begging the homeless to dream
Because Oscar makes her scream